The Reason Behind The Story (A FNAF Fanfiction)

The Reason FFP Exists

Well, I'm sure you've all heard of Five Nights at Freddy's, right. Well, if you haven't, let me fill you in on some stuff about it, yea, on second thought, that would take too long, so just look it up in Google. Anyway, while I was reading on Wattpad, I got a Google notifcation, and it read the following; COME JOIN FREDDY AND HIS FRIENDS AT FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZA!!! FOR THE FIRST WEEK OPEN THE PIZZA WILL BE HALF-PRICE!!! (Based off of the Freddy Fazbear's Pizza from the very popular Five Nights at Freddy's game)

'So, they brought it to reality huh, we'll see about that!' I thought to myself. 'Well, if they want to open it, FINE! But I'll get the job as nightwatchmen then.' As if on cue, I got another message from FFP, saying that they need 5 security guards to work there. I quikly printed off 4 copies of the flyer and sprinted to my friend, Mike Schmidt's house. He was asleep, as expected. "HEY MIKE! GET YOUR LAZY ASS OUT OF BED AND COME DOWN HERE NOW! I GOT A JOB FOR US!" I shouted up the blank stairwell leading to the second floor. I heard a thump, then a moan. then Mike slowly walked down the stairs, holding what seemed to be a Freddy Fazbear plushie. "Hey, Daniel. Why are you here?" He asked. I showed him the flyer and his face lit up with a cheesy grin. So cheesy. (A/N: I like cheese, and smiling... DON'T TELL ME!)

Mike and I ran down the front steps of his house, running all the way to FFP, in the Norlunga Colonades centre complex place thing. "Hey, I wanted to know, why did those guys make this place." Mike asked. "I don't know. I just don't know" I said in return. Then, as if my vision was playing tricks on me again, I saw HIM.

"Well, well, well. if it isn't the golden fucking bear, Goldie. Nice to see you again." I said to the golden bear. "Daniel, who are you tal- OH MY GOD!" Mike said. He knows. He's known for about 10 years, since the, uhhh, INCIDENT.